Africa

Here we are outside the Great Pyramid

We made two quick stops in Cairo, a two-day/three-night stop and then a one-day/two night stop, sandwiched around a trip into the Egyptian desert. While I was excited about going to Alexandria but ended up being disappointed, I wasn’t so eager about spending time in Cairo and ended up genuinely disappointed we didn’t have more time. I guess you can just never tell.

The capital of Egypt, this city of nine million people along the Nile River is the largest in the Arab world. Egyptian friends we made while out in the desert described it as Egypt’s New York City, with all the buzz and excitement and pollution and problems to go with it. There is a lot going on and a lot to see, more than you can do in the three days we had.

Looking out over a smoggy city from our hotel room

The first thing to see, and it is totally a must-see, is the Egyptian Museum of Cairo. With over 136,000 items on display it is by far the largest collection of Egyptian antiquities in the world. And as a bonus it is laid out pretty well, meaning that while yes, your eyes glaze over at some point and you are just kind of going through the motions, you actually learn something about ancient Egypt. Part of what you learn, of course, is just how old it is. I like to remind people that we are closer to the time of Cleopatra (about 2,000 years) than she was to the builders of the Great Pyramids (about 2,500 years). That’s ancient.

What’s so special about a couple of geese? These geese from the Egyptian Museum are some 4,600 years old, from the tomb of a brother of one of the great pharaohs. What fascinated me was the color; you just don’t often see colors that last that long.

There was a LOT of stuff from the tomb of King Tut in the Egyptian Museum, including little statues of animals with their tongues sticking out. How cute is that?

And then of course you have to go see the pyramids out in Giza, a 30-minute cab ride out from downtown. The biggest of them, the Great Pyramid, dates from about 2750 BC and can make a lot of claims: one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World, it was by far the oldest; it is the only of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World still standing; and it was the tallest building in the world for 3,800 years. That last one just boggles my mind.

Of course, everyone has seen pictures of the pyramids so I was not expecting to be that impressed. But I was. They’re just really big and really, really old. With a special ticket you can even go in the Great Pyramid and climb up a bunch of steps. Not recommended, though; it’s steep, you have to bend at the waist to climb up a good chunk of it, it get’s crazy hot as you near the top, and, to top it off, there’s nothing to do or see in there. Really kind of a bust. From the outside, though, the pyramids are worth the trip.

And just outside the pyramids, of course, is the Sphinx, proud here to be posing with me

But that’s not all. We also went for a great walk through part of the old city with great winding roads and all the street life you might hope for in an old Middle Eastern city. Definitely not a lot of tourists there but just loaded with atmosphere and really friendly locals.

Mark in the old city

And still there was more. On our last day we walked down into the Coptic section of Cairo. The Copts are a sect of Orthodox Catholics indigenous to northeastern Africa; not just a different religion, they maintain a separate ethnic identity from Muslim Egyptians and generally reject an Arab identity. The part of the city that is historically associated with Copts has the oldest church, the oldest synagogue, and the oldest mosque in Cairo. One of the of the main tourist draws is a church built around a cave said to have housed the Holy Family when they fled to Egypt to escape Herod’s persecution. I’m not entirely sure how they know that (maybe the Baby Jesus carved his initials into the wall?) but it makes for a good story. The other big deal there is the Shrine of St. George, a big hit for us.

Inside the Shrine of St. George is the very chain – the very chain! – that was used to hold George before he was martyred. And yes, they allow you to put it around your neck so some of the magic can wear off.

Ultimately it felt as though we almost rushed through Cairo. We had a couple of really good Indian dinners at a restaurant in the Sofitel and a couple good lunches at a classic old restaurant. Oh, and one of the worst meals in a long time at an Italian restaurant in the Ritz-Carlton. I mean, we figured, “How bad can an Italian restaurant in the Ritz be?” Really bad, we discovered.

Would I come back to Cairo? I just might. The weather is gorgeous this time of year and while the traffic and the noise and pollution and all can be overwhelming you just have the sense that there is a lot to discover here. So maybe some day.

Did I say that the locals on the streets of Cairo were friendly?

And how’s that for a street scene? The dog, the old car, the chicken … and we’re in one of the biggest cities in all of Africa.

Street market

More produce

Statue of King Chefron, builder of the second biggest pyramid. Some consider this the finest of all ancient Egyptian statues.

Another room, another statue

These guys were cool. While Egyptian statuary is typically pretty static – just the same structure and pose over and over and over, century after century – this really stood out.

The crowning of Ramses III

One last picture from the Egyptian Museum. The central figure here is Nefertiti, wife of Akhenaten and one of the most beautiful women of all the ancient world. Akhenaten died around 1335 BC, but before then he was a big modernizer. He abandoned Egypt’s long-held polytheism and introduced worship of Aten the Sun God. And on top of that he encouraged exploration of artistic expression, making this art utterly different from what came before and after.

After Alexander the Great conquered Egypt and the Greeks moved in there was a slight change in their art. Notice how while this guy has the classic Egyptian pose he has the face of a Greek!

Another of those statues from the tomb of King Tut

Lunch in a classic old Egyptian restaurant

And dinner outdoors along the Nile

The kind of meal you dream about – great grilled veggies, great baba ganoush, and a spicy cheese dip we have all over Egypt that we LOVE.

Mark on our way to the Egyptian Museum in whatever fog/smog/haze was hanging over the city that morning

And Mark on a long climb up the Great Pyramid. He still looked happy because we hadn’t gotten to the hottest part or discovered that there was nothing there.

A cool street view

We were walking past an old mosque and a guy asked if we wanted to go in. Sure, why not, knowing that of course he would expect a little tip for the tour. There was nothing that interesting about it, but there were a lot of birds in one open-air section.

We weren’t the only ones happy with Cairo. Boston Bear got a little special treatment at the hotel, too.

Mark at White & Blue, a wonderful Greek restaurant in Alexandria

Mark was in Alexandria 34 years ago so he was an old hat at knowing what to expect here. This was all new to me, though, so here’s what I knew about Alexandria before we arrived. Founded by Alexander the Great when he conquered Egypt in the late fourth century BC, it became the capital of Egypt under the Ptolemaic dynasties that ended with Cleopatra. It was here that Julius Caesar came for what was to have been the final battle with his erstwhile ally and fellow triumvir (and even his one-time son-in-law) Pompey the Great, though the locals had killed Pompey before Caesar arrived; he is said to have wept at the news. He got over his grief though with what was apparently a lovely little fling with the Egyptian queen Cleopatra, as she soon thereafter gave birth to twins.

After Caesar’s untimely demise back in the Roman Forum Cleopatra – always in search of a strong man to help her defend her claim to the throne – partnered off with Mark Anthony who was Caesar’s closest ally and most likely successor. Alas, that didn’t work out either as a certain Octavian – Caesar’s wimpy great-nephew, known to history as Augustus – claimed the heritage and ultimately defeated Anthony and Cleopatra in a great sea battle. The two lovers retreated to Alexandria where she clasped an asp to her breast and died a glorious death. After that Alexandria continued to be the capital of Egypt for another 600-plus years, though now under Roman control.

The colorful harbor of Alexandria

Through it all, though, Alexandria remained the largely Greek city that had grown under the Ptolemies. It was one of the great cities of the ancient world, home of one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World – the Pharos Lighthouse – and the Alexandria Library, perhaps the greatest center of learning in the ancient world.

That’s what I knew in advance so I was sort of, without really thinking about it, anticipating something of the Greek Mediterranean here. What did I find? To my surprise (though of course I shouldn’t have been surprised) we found a lot more Africa and a lot less Greece. Certainly fascinating in its own way, just not quite what I’d dreamt of.

Walking along Alexandria’s Corniche – the roadway along the coast – we found mile after mile of these fading grand old buildings. Beautiful but certainly sad as well.

Today Alexandria is a massive, crowded, decaying city with some of the worst traffic – perhaps the absolute worst – we’ve ever seen anywhere in the world. We stayed at a hotel right on the coast so we had nice views and in fact a private beach to enjoy the otherwise somewhat limited Mediterranean experience. On our first full day in Alexandria we read about a Greek restaurant that was supposed to be good and it certainly was. The patio was up on the third floor of the city’s Greek center and had a great view of the harbor. Interestingly, it was right next to an old fort that was itself built on the site of the ancient Pharos Lighthouse. And then after lunch we walked the full six-plus miles along the Corniche back to our hotel, past the site of the ancient library, taking in the sights and smells and sounds of today’s Alexandria. The one big drawback to all that was that we needed to cross the street to get to our hotel, something that is little more than courting catastrophe. Seeing the locals do it, though, we saw how they just weaved in and out of traffic and eventually we made it too.

And that was about it for our three-night stop. Some beach time, some good Greek and later Egyptian food, some attractive old buildings but not really a lot for tourists. From here it’s down to Cairo as we burrow our way deeper into Egypt.

The beach was beautiful and largely abandoned by early November. Good Minnesotan that I am though, I thought the water was just fine. And yes, that’s me out there.

One of many beautiful mosques in Alexandria. There is something about those spires that just, well, inspires me.

It wasn’t just the buildings and the sea that made Alexandria beautiful

The view from White & Blue. Not a bad place for lunch, eh?

One day lunch was at a local Egyptian place. We were surprised that there were none of the various dips and salads that we’ve come to expect in Middle Eastern restaurants, but we coped and just ordered a bunch of other stuff. What we learned is that all those dips and salads weren’t on the menu because they bring them all free at the start of your meal. Yes, everything on the table here was free. We ended up with way too much food so if we ever come back we’ll just order one small dish and fill up on the free stuff!

And finally, here I am eagerly anticipating our Greek lunch

Mark on a rocky point at our lodge on Félicité Island

Our last six days in Africa were on the island of FĂ©licitĂ©, in the Seychelles. To get there required a taxi from Fisherman’s Cove on Mahe to the airport, a 15-minute flight to Praslin Island, a 20-minute taxi ride across the island and through the VallĂ©e de Mai (a World Heritage Site), and then finally a 30-minute boat ride on to FĂ©licitĂ©.

Our route to Félicité took us through Vallée de Mai (May Valley) on Praslin Island. A UNESCO World Heritage site, Vallée de Mai is home to the cocoa de mer, a massive palm that has the largest seeds of any plant in the world.

Once we got there though it was something close to paradise. Félicité is a private island, with the resort taking up only a small section of the land. And while technically the Seychelles are part of Africa, this felt nothing like Africa at all. In fact, one of the things we were surprised to find there was how American it felt. Not that the staff were American; they were from all over the world. The clientele, however, had a distinctly American cast, quite a change from our experience in Madagascar, Réunion, and Mauritius.

This five-night stay was definitely in the category of “luxury splurge” – a beautiful villa, great views, good food, utter relaxation. Even one long rainy day couldn’t detract much from the experience. There was one downside: our villa was way up the hill from the public part of the resort, the beach and restaurant and all that. It made for great views but was a really tough climb. Now, they had carts to take you up but that just seemed so lame. On the other hand, the climb was tough.

The view from our villa. We were way up on the island, which made for great views but an almost stunningly steep climb if you were walking.

The only other downside is that we kept comparing it to our stay in the Maldives earlier this year. They’re alike in many ways – the Maldives are a few degrees north of the equator in the Indian Ocean a bit east of here, while the Seychelles are a few degrees south of the equator – but as much as we loved our stop here it was constantly in our heads that this just wasn’t quite as nice as the Maldives. You have to admit to being very lucky men when you can come to a paradise like this and say “Oh, it’s nice but it’s no Maldives….”

You really can’t complain about a sea like this, though “It’s not the Maldives” was always on our minds

When you read TripAdvisor reviews of places like this you always read people saying things like “It was beautiful, but the wonderful staff made it special.” Really common and often reasonably true. The staff there were great. But what can make a stay even more memorable for us is meeting other interesting travelers and this was a great example. On our first day there we met Rob & Mel, a couple from Houston. Now, when I heard “Houston” my warning signs went off but as you might expect from an interracial gay couple they weren’t your average Texans. Rob is a surgeon, head of trauma if I remember correctly at Baylor Hospital, and Mel sells real estate. Both fun, fascinating, interesting people. They were there to celebrate Mel’s 50th birthday and then, to top it off, Rob proposed. (Mel said yes.) And we got to celebrate all that with them. Such fun!

Mark, Mel, and Rob on our last day. By now Mel has turned 50 and they’re engaged!

All that was a nice way to close off Africa, though as I said in most ways the Seychelles couldn’t be more different from real Africa. From here we fly through Istanbul on our way to Rome and some Sullivan family time in Tuscany.

My favorite spot in the resort, a couple comfy chairs on a rocky point, perfect for reading and napping

Here’s what it looked like from my vantage point

And what it looked like when Mark came looking for me

Swimming right near there wasn’t too bad either

Our villa with some of the massive rocks that the Seychelles are known for

Another thing the Seychelles are known for are their giant fruit bats. These things are huge. Huge. In fact, apparently they’re known as “megabats” and we were told they are the largest bats in the world. As we would sit outside our villa they in the late afternoon they were flying all over, often surprisingly close. And did I mention that they are really big?

Another bat. Oh, and in case you were wondering, the locals eat the bats around here. Supposed to be quite a delicacy. I honestly think I’d have tried one if given the chance but they weren’t on the menu at our fancy resort.

The hills near our place in the early evening sun with bats flying around

OK, one last bat picture, taken on our rainy day in paradise

Pretty lizard!

And speaking of cuties, someone pointed out this little baby bird nestled into a tree right in the middle of everything at the resort. I was surprised its parent would let us get so close….

The rock formations in the Seychelles are pretty spectacular. I kept expecting some Jurassic Park creature to climb out.

A different day, same view from the villa. I couldn’t decide which picture I like better….

Mark’s selfie to say goodbye to Africa